Soaring on the wings of Solidarity

“Embracing the beauty of my solo journey.”

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When I experienced turmoil in my life, a piece of me died. But I was aware that I had been born again. Life is a continuous cycle of death and rebirth, according to Dr. Jordan Peterson. Something better happened to me when I realized I would have to walk on this journey alone once again. I allowed myself to be redeemed by it, I decided to burn off my fear of being alone. I soon realized I was not alone. God is always there to guide me and give me the strength to handle whatever challenges lay ahead of me. I came to the realization that I am the ship’s captain and must not allow anyone to take the wheel. I also promised myself that I wouldn’t let anything stand in the way of my personal development.

Alas, I was making the decision to embark on a solo journey, many conflicting emotions came to mind. My inner self was thriving for healing and spiritual awakening, and I was delighted to fly cage-free. I was terrified, I felt like I was walking on eggshells, my palms were sweaty, and my heart was pounding out of my chest. I knew in my heart that I had to do this for myself in order to regain that happy grin, so I could look in the mirror and tell Nancy, “I love you so much and I won’t waver no matter what challenges I face.” Since it was my journey, I knew I would complete it alone. My adventure would make me stronger than I was yesterday and help me to be a better person than I am today. I made the decision to purchase a one-way ticket in order to take in the mist from the waterfalls, soak up the warmth of the sun while strolling around the state park, feel the cool breeze on my face, dance beneath the blood-red sky, and consume the wilderness once and for all. Photographing the tourists and requesting a favor in exchange for having my photo taken. My self-assurance and sense of accomplishment returned. My inner voice said to me, "I did it, "I'm on my first solo trip, and "this is where I can finally soar high in the open sky."
I didn’t initially anticipate becoming so attached to myself. I felt as though I was slowly falling in love with myself after my first solo trip. More than anything, I began to enjoy my own company. I learned to be satisfied with where I am right now, to not let other people’s expectations crush me, and to be proud of what I have accomplished. Knowing that I could carry a shining light wherever life led me next and that I was on the path to being more resilient, courageous, and daring sparked my soul. I gave birth to my inner child once more. This time, she was going to sing truthfully and dance with fire, painting the darkest nights with light, and chasing her goals and dreams to the ends of the planet. Knowing that I deserve the same grace, kindness, and love that I effortlessly offer to others.

I experienced total rebirth.

Once more, I’d like to express my gratitude to all of my readers for taking the time to read my post.